Dreams are what you wake up from.

14 years of Livejournalling, and hopefully, more to come.

:: On My Own ::

While almost everyone is acquainted with the musical, or now, the film adaptation of Les Misérables Upton Sinclair's preface to the novel, I felt, gave a true depiction of this title:

So long as there shall exist, by reason of law and custom,a social condemnation, which, in the face of civilization,artificially creates hells on earth, and complicates a destiny that is divine,with human fatality; so long as the three problems of the age—the degradation of man by poverty, the ruin of women by starvation,and the dwarfing of childhood by physical and spiritual night—are not solved; so long as, in certain regions,social asphyxia shall be possible; in other words,and from a yet more extended point of view,so long as ignorance and misery remain on earth,books like this cannot be useless.

Two centuries after the story first began in 1815, how do we fare? Things can only get better, as we hope for less ignorance and misery on Earth

I was moved by this, with relation to Javert's adherence to the law, Which led to his eventual inner conflict. Which bears a resemblance toOur moral compass versus the social values that are impinged onto us.

While Susan Boyle has made "I Dreamed a Dream" more popular than it already was, I have always been moved by Eponine's quot;On My Own" Must be the romantic in me. While Cosette and Marius fell in love with each other and were united, Eponine was never meant to have a happy ending, and when confronted with A wish that was impossible to fulfil, she could only do what she did, In order to have a taste of the love that she had wanted. Again, does that not happen to us, when we, at one point in our lives, May know that we are able to grant happiness to someone by removing Ourselves from the equation? It is often this knowledge, coupled by one's Power to act, to sacrifice oneself, that create a moment of poignancy,A bittersweet ending - for the story was never meant to be ours.

I love himBut every day I'm learningAll my lifeI've only been pretendingWithout meHis world would go on turningA world that's full of happinessThat I have never knownI love himI love himI love himBut only on my own